Being a wife is great. I love clening for him. Then again, I've always loved to clean. No, I don't always have the cleanest kitchen of the most spotless cartpet, but it is relaxing for me from time to time. Cooking however is a different story. I do love to cook and hopefully I can go to school for it one day. I might be on Iron Chef America one day. Wouldn't that be something! In all honesty I've been the happiest I've ever been in a long time. Yes he was worth all the drama between my family and his. Not that it was much drama at all. Considering my past relationships it went smoot <3. Thanks dad for not slapping the shit out of me over this one. Then all of a sudden I run into one of Grands commments on one of my posts I did for Wifey trials. Knowing he isn't here anymore just hurts, but he did make a lot of my days go by much smoother when ever me and him talked. As did from everyone else that I asked whenever they talked to him. So life goes on and on and on. One day this post will go from, oh boy oh boy cooking and cleaning to, WELL SHIT WHY CAN'T HE JUST FREAKING SIT IN THE ROCKING CHAIR AND WATCH THE SUNSET WITH ME. *feeling like im at least ten years onlder than I should be*. I suppose I'll get there one day. Until the next post. Love ya guys and hope you have a good one.